Chapter 92 Trading
Black Dragon Stronghold.
Located about ten kilometers outside Jiang City.
In this chaotic and lawless land of outlaws, a full 600,000 people live.
Yet its area is less than 0.2 square kilometers.
The population density is as high as 3 million people per square kilometer!
What kind of concept is this?
As far as Lu Yuan knows.
Even the infamous Kowloon Walled City, converted to population density per square kilometer, was only 1.9 million!
Moreover, Black Dragon Stronghold gathers outlaws from hundreds of kilometers around.
Refugees, criminals, death row prisoners, prostitutes, mercenary assassins, Evil God Cultists...
This place harbors filth and mixes fish with dragons, like the dark side behind the world, accommodating a massive amount of darkness and evil.
Therefore, it has also created a kind of grotesque prosperity.
Black Dragon Stronghold has no city walls.
Not even a decent fence; anyone can swagger in.
A cold wind blows through.
Several leaves and tattered plastic bags tumble and spin on the streets, blown far away by the wind.
Due to the Zhao Family’s city-building plan being aborted halfway through.
The residents of Black Dragon Stronghold have added many illegal floors on top of all the abandoned buildings.
So the architectural style here is extremely chaotic, with an absurd sense of elegance coexisting with backwardness.
Gothic architecture can perfectly merge with handshake buildings.
The first floor is a solemn and sacred Western-style church, while the second floor is a place where brothel girls solicit customers.
The magnificent and elegant opera house has become the largest auction house and slave trading venue locally.
Here you only need to spend two or three hundred thousand currency or a dozen Simulation Points, and you can take a docile and obedient female slave home.
As for other neighborhoods, illegal constructions and abandoned buildings are everywhere.
For convenience of passage, many high-rise buildings are linked by rows of temporary wooden bridges, forming crisscrossed passages.
Many children chase and play on the wooden bridges, making the planks creak.
Lu Yuan and Wuxin had just entered this stronghold when they immediately felt the peering from the darkness.
These gazes were greedy yet cautious.
Just like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing two fresh little lambs.
"This place is much better than I expected."
Lu Yuan glanced around, nodding in satisfaction.
Compared to dirty and shabby slums, Black Dragon Stronghold is relatively clean.
"Master, although Black Dragon Stronghold is a lawless zone, it also has its own underground rules and order."
"Gray transactions flourish here, generating tens of trillions of profits every year!"
"Attracted by astonishing profits, all kinds of forces and numerous underground gangs gather here."
"We should pay special attention to the four major families of the Inner City, Wild Wolf Gang, and Bone Saber Sect." Wuxin recited familiarly.
As an artificial intelligence.
She has gathered a wealth of information and intelligence online, some of which relates to Black Dragon Stronghold.
Lu Yuan nodded.
If you convert the profits from Black Dragon Stronghold into Simulation Points.
That would be one billion Simulation Points a year.
For an ordinary Simulator, this is an astronomical figure.
"Let’s report to the Public Security Bureau first."
With an imperial mandate on him, Lu Yuan still had to follow procedures and complete the whole process according to regulations.
Soon.
He and Wuxin arrived at a low, dilapidated building.
From within this building, faint sounds of flirtation and base laughter of a few men could be heard.
Amidst the lights and feasting, the decadent music never stops.
It feels like this isn’t the Public Security Bureau of Black Dragon Stronghold, but rather a Paradise!
"Old Qian, the new batch from your Ying Chun Building is great, every one of them is a little demon with special skills!"
A middle-aged man dressed in the black uniform of a Law Enforcer sat on a soft, spacious sofa, holding a glass of wine, radiantly flushed.
Several voluptuous, scantily clad women giggled, surrounding him in the center.
Other Law Enforcers also partook in embraces on both sides, with bright red lipstick marks all over them.
"Brother Zheng, what are you saying, it’s all thanks to you guys that our business gets better every year."
"If you like them, feel free to take some back to have fun!"
A fat, bald man chuckled.
"But recently, a new brothel has opened across from our Ying Chun Building, I’ll need to bother you guys about this."
"Isn’t that easy to deal with? Old Qian, your matter is our matter, leave it to us."
The other Law Enforcers drunkenly assured by patting their chests.
But Zheng Fan hesitated, not immediately agreeing, "What’s the background of that new brothel?"
"They have the Wild Wolf Gang backing them."
The fat man knew Zheng Fan’s cunning, he dared not try to fool him.
"Brother Zheng, you know this line is competitive, just making a hard living."
"Now they’ve opened the new place right across from us, isn’t that directly stepping on our turf?"
"Stealing business isn’t the big issue, I’m just afraid it will affect next year’s tributes to you guys."
"Enough, I’ll handle it." Zheng Fan waved his hand, feeling impatient.
"By the way, that batch of goods I handed over to you a few days ago, did you manage to sell it?"
Hearing this, the fat man immediately gave a thumbs-up.
"Brother Zheng, the quality of your batch is definitely top grade, even customers can’t stop complimenting it. As soon as I spread the word, it got snatched up immediately!"
"I’ll transfer the money to your account in a bit!"
While speaking, the fat man looked at Zheng Fan with growing awe.
To think this chief could even get his hands on the heart and organs of Simulators!
Zheng Fan’s mouth curved into a cruel smile.
Judging by the time, there should be a few poor souls reporting today, right?
Hearing this conversation, the other Simulators looked down at their noses, noses to their hearts, pretending not to hear anything.
The new recruits transferred to Black Dragon Stronghold.
Were either poor students without background or connections, or those who had committed major wrongs.
From the moment they received their appointment, it was as if they had been sentenced to death.
Nonetheless, better them than me.
What does it matter if a few recruits without backgrounds die?
Thinking of this.
The other Simulators ignored the matter, focusing intently on their business.
Just as everyone was busy with their tasks.
"Creak~"
The door to the Public Security Bureau suddenly opened.
Lu Yuan pushed open the door and entered, frowning slightly at the decadent scene before him.
It seems this Public Security Bureau of Black Dragon Stronghold is more corrupt than he imagined.
In broad daylight, is no one doing any work?
Wuxin shyly covered her eyes with her hands.
But unable to resist her curiosity, she peeked through her fingers at everything.
Despite many learning materials in Lu Yuan’s computer, how could she have ever seen such a grand spectacle?